As the writer of this blog, every now and then I take a point of personal privilege and write about another subject, sometimes of a personal nature.  This is one of those occasions.

Every time I look at the picture above, I ask myself, who is that guy with a dark beard and plenty of dark hair?  Could that really have been me 27 years ago?

I do know one thing for sure.  The lady standing next to me, Jane, was the best thing that ever happened to me.

It was 27 years ago today that I was a nervous wreck…not about getting married, but about getting through the marriage ceremony.  Because of that lady next to me, standing next to me throughout that marriage ceremony, I got through everything fine.

On my 27th wedding anniversary, I cannot say enough about the woman who said yes when I asked her to marry me.  Our love produced a set of twin daughters, Allison and Mary.  Jane and I are so proud of those young women.

To my wife of 27 years, Jane, I say one important thing.  How in the world have you put up with me for 27 years?  I honestly don’t know, but I am so glad you did.

Thank you, Jane, for 27 wonderful years, and there are more to come.